All good things (and all bad, apparently)...

It's almost all over. Day 1 of eating today has been good, and I fly back to London tomorrow night, getting in at ugly o'clock Wednesday morning. I foolishly said I'd be back in the orifice on Wednesday, what was I thinking? Currently trying to talk boss into letting me be a slacker for one more day to recover. We shall see. Hmmm. Not sure if he's still reading this so.... Steeeeve, oh wonderful one? I'll bring you back something gingery, if I can find anything!

Today was great. After salady lunch and making myself look acceptable (ie: showering, clean clothes ...takes 15 mins here) we headed back to the Spa Beach for the talk. It was surprisingly good actually. Yes the woman eats 90% raw food, and has done a 28 day fast, so doesn't slip into the category of 'normal', but still, the essence of what she said had a lot of merit. I took notes. Neeerd. Oh - that was after dinner, I forgot to mention dinner. I ate with Rosarie, Cate and Kirsty, they're all on Day 7 today, so were having broth while I was a bad, bad girl. I fell off the wagon, spa-style, by having a raw veg salad with...wait for it...brown rice! Aii! Not supposed to eat brown rice til Eating Day 2! I shall go to some kind of vegan hell for my actions. Speaking of which, lady giving talk mentioned someone she knows who is a fruitarian. Speechless. Brown rice salad was good initially, then I had to give up as it started to taste really healthy and I got put off. I almost cracked and had fried banana with coconut icecream, but by that stage was very unhungry again. Still not back to my usual gluttonous self.

Manana, I have breakfast and lunch booked already (who knew raw/vegie swill could entertain me for a full 24 hours and counting!). Time will be spent on the beach, and doing any last-minute shopping, like getting Iain the fake butt-cheeks. I collected my suits tonight, and they weigh 2 tons, so I think suitcase is going to be a leetle overweight on luggage allowance.

Sod-all else to report.

Zzzzz